I sit up and bend down to your lap, unbuttoning your pants and take out your thick pulsating cock. I begin to lick the tip of it only to tease you. I ...hen move up and kiss your mouth trying to distract your driving. Then I go back down to the pleasure zone and begin to suck you hard and soft and hard again. I stroke your cock with every movement of entering into my wet mouth. I lick every inch of your cock as your cock is deep into my mouth. Your driving is becoming erratic and you find a. Just cries. He slides one finger in. I scream a little, and try to push away. I see his dick getting harder, as he forces another finger. I push away harder. He just let's go of me, letting me fall to the floor, hitting my head. I lay there, then I hear a 'click'. I look up. And he was taking a picture! I try to stop and get up, "a few more pictures, and your getting it." He lays down, "suck it." I slowly walk back.. "no.." he gets up, pulls me by the hair and throws me on the bed. Grabs a rope. One thing about Gerry, he’s no Minuteman. I gave him mybest blowjob, using skills that have brought many a manto a ball-blasting orgasm within three minutes. But mynephew held off for ten minutes before he arched hisback and sent volley after volley of thick, tangy syrupinto my mouth and down my throat. Best tasting cum I’dever had, too.Gerry turned out to be an experienced and acrobaticfucker as well. By the time we’d removed our clothes,his prick was standing tall again and. Near him, a handkerchief: his whole fortune: a pair of shoes, a shirt, pants, and a jacket. Under the bench, something was also hidden: a shovel and a pick-axe attached together with a rope. Though in winter, this region was mostly cold, wet, rainy and depressing, at this time of year, the sun, rising in the sky, was pouring a rain of fire on the mountain peaks. This was around the end of May, and delicious smells were fluttering, entering the car whose windows were still opened. The citrus.